The Marlboro democrat. [volume] (Bennettsville, S.C.) 1882-1908, 1887-05-11

came. Many Il timo you could not
sleep until two or three O'Clock in the
morning, and then your sleep was q
troubled dream, i'll which was rc-en-
acted all tho scene OF sickncss, and part
ing, and dissolution. Oh, what DAYS
and nights they were! No man seemed
to care for your soul.
There WAS another occasion when
your heart was very susceptible. There
was
GREAT AwAKENlNG.
There were hundreds Of people who
pressed into the kingdom OF God-somc
OF them acquaintances, some business as
soclatcs, yes, perhaps some members Of
your own family were baptized by
sprinkling or immersion. Christian
people thought Of you and they called
aC your store, but you were out on bust
ness. They stopped at your house /;
you y gone around to spend the even
ing. iThey. sent a kindly message to
you somehow, by accident, YOU did
not get IT. Tho life-boat of the GOSPEL
swept through the surf, and everybody
seemed to get Ill but you. Everything
seemed to escape you. One touch OF
personal sympathy would have pushed
you INTO the Kingdom Of Cod. When
on communion-day your friends went
III ana your SONS and daughters went
ihto the church, you buried yol,r raco
IN your handkerchief and sobbcd
why am | left out E~yerybody
seems TO get saved but mo NJ mnn
cares for my SOUL"
Iicarken to Il revelation h,vo -
make. II is
STARTLING STATEMENT.
II Will 50 surprise you that / must pr,vc
it as I go on. Instead Of this i", aij ~
difference all about you in regard 10
your soul, | have TO tell YOU that
Heaven, earth, and hell arc after your
immortal spirit. Earth to cheat il.
Hell to destroy it. Heaven to redeem
it. Although you may be Il stranger to
the Christians in this house, their faces
would glow and their hearts would
bound il they say you make one step
~lieavcnWaru. 50 Intricate and far
reaching is this web OF sympathy, that
could by II word rouse Il great many
prayers III your behalf. No one care
for your soul Why, one signal of dis.
tress OH your part would thrill this audi.
cncc with holy excitement.
If 4 boat III any harbor should get in
distress, from the men OF war, and from
the sloops, and from the steamers, the
flying paddles would pull to tho rescue.
And il now you would lift one sigma
OF distress, all these voyagcrs of eternity
would bear down toward you and bring
YOU relief. But no. You are
LIKE 4. SHIP On FIRE
at sea. They keep the matches down
and the captain is frcnZie1, and he give.
orders that no one hail the passing sIljps
He says. 81 shall either land this yesse
in Hamburg or on the bottom Of Tic
ocean, and | don't care which" Yon-
Mleslng. A'ul1ttt ois, uf tlM N.tt!ona
lAe. Nontiei one If lie ,ntrd Llne.
} ot(BHl NE OF eic ptdlJ# Isinc. l}ut
I (ttey lliiiW MOI ti.crt is lt4, 4liatuiil
happening Dn 3itt 9iSr Nt,Scl tllt. ii
llc caltaln Mopli ,tu.lA i,ut JUS tl1Jllet
TO ms mp t,nu ~ aul, j4Uyet S1iit
boats Bear down tins way! we arc
burning up! Fire. Fire y No, no.
No signal is given. If that vessel Der.
iShes, having hailed no one, whose fault
will il be? Will il be tie fault OF the
SHIP That hid its calmity, or Will it be
the fault OF the vessels that, passing on
the high seas, would have been Glad to
furnish relief If it lad been only asked?
IN other words, my brother, if You miss
heaven IL will be you own fault.
NO one cares for your soul WHY,
in all the ages there lave been men
whose entire business was soul-Saying.
IN This work MunSon went down under
The knives OF the cannibals whom he
had come toSave, and Robert McCllcync
preached himself to death by thirty
years Of age, and John l}unyan was
thrown into Il dungeon in l3edfordshire,
and .Jeludi ASliman endured all the
malarias Of the African Jungle; and
there arc hundreds and thousands OF
Christian men and women now who are
praying, toiling, preaching, living, dying
to save souls.
No ono care FOR your soul! Have
you heard
HOW CHRIST FEELS ABOUT IT?
| know it was only five or six miles
from Bethlehem to Calyary--the birth
place and the deat]lplacc Of Christ.
but who can tell how many miles it was
from the throne to the manager? How
many miles down, how many miles
back again :? The place of His depart
nrc was the focus of all splendor and
pomp. All the thrones facing Ills
throne. His name the chorus In every
song and the inscription OH every ban
ner. Ills landiEg-placo a cattle-pen,
m%alodorous with unwashed brutes, and
dogs growing in and out OF the stable.
Born Of a weary mother who had jour
ney eighty miles in severe llnhealth that
she might find the right place for the